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Wednesday, June 2, 2010

How NOT to make a Good Impression on a Woman


Phat Cats (1), originally uploaded by Tsai Jie.
Went to Phat Cats on Monday because my friend Thorgal sent out an invite. Lovely place, great music, and elegant (if laggy) surroundings. Since Thor was busy dancing with Molly, I jumped on a pink ball with a nice looking fellow named Lawrence (for reasons you will see below, I am leaving off his last name, but just let me say he must be related to a certain Godfather). His profile gave his rez day back in 2006, so this was no noob--even though he acted like one.

We introduced ourselves and took a few sweeping turns around the floor when he asked: "How old are you?" I made some non-committal noises about never asking a lady her age, but next he wanted to know vital statistics: Height, weight, hair color, cup size. This took me a bit aback and at first I started answering: "Yes, real blonde, longish hair, 5'3" ... C cup, if you must know...." but he wouldn't stop. Wanted the age. Wanted the weight. While giving out those is not generally a problem for me it just bugged me that he kept pushing.

Hell, I had already handed him an RL photo of me that I have tucked in my SL photo album, but due to the lag he said it wouldn't rezz for him. I pointed out that this questioning was rude behavior in SL where many people prefer to keep RL info private and we are all an illusion anyway. I mean WTF?

I thought I might convince him that there is more to a person than looks so I told him I wanted answers to a couple questions, too. Asked about his favorite authors, books he's read, movies, music. Shared my own tastes in those departments--something he did not seem interested about at all. But he kept returning to age. Now I was getting pissed.

Eventually I said okay. Told him I was "born in the year of the Dragon." Took him a couple minutes to Wikipedia that, but then he came back with the date ranges for YotD over the last century and he wanted to know which Dragon: Fire, Wood, Water? By now I was so done with this that I told him was I born in 1904.  And he still wouldn't quit pushing.

Finally I told him: "Assume I am either 1) Young, moderately pretty, and grossly overweight or that I am 2) older than you, gorgeous, and thin as a rail. You pick which you prefer." (Just for the curious, I do not fit either of those profiles--you can think of me as average!)  That, too, was not good enough and he persisted with the questions. I finally thanked him for the dance, told him it had been interesting--because I had learned so much more about the man he was by his questions than he had learned from me. Jumped off the pose balls and left.

I am sure I will be back to Phat Cats, but you won't catch me dancing with Larry there (or anywhere else) ever again!

Phat Cats (2), originally uploaded by Tsai Jie.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

A Second Life. . . or why am I here?

You are asking yourself what is this woman talking about? A second life? It's true . . . but to really understand my second life, you need to experience Second Life.

I admit it, I am addicted. I'd like to blame Bobby and Amanda who first mentioned it. Or Rhiannon who got me to watch over her shoulder, but the truth is I am a sucker for a good storyline and the beauty of SL is that you can write your own story. It is role playing. It is the holodeck and the replicator (that's Trekker speak) all rolled into one. It is another reality and it is escapism.

So because it was almost summer and I had the time, I joined. Two years ago today. Next I needed money. Gotta buy clothes (don't want to look a total noob) and bling  from the designers and the scripters (because SL is also capitalism at its finest). The money here is called "Lindens," and one US real dollar is worth around 250L. So for about the price of a cup of Starbucks coffee I can have 1000 Lindens to play with in the Second Life world(s). Not bad. You don't have to really eat, or mow the grass, or do the dishes (unless you want to--just about anything can be put into gestures, a string of actions that your character or avatar can do). This includes virtual sex.  Best of all though is the dancing. Alone on a club floor, in the arms of a handsome avatar, even all by yourself in the moonlight. 

And then there is SL sex. Think about it.  No bugs to catch. You can say YES. Maybe get money for saying yes, maybe get presents, maybe just do it because you want to connect to a special someone. And you can say NO. And no one can force you. Don't like the guy who is coming on to you? Mute button. He follows you around? Delete him from of your friends list and he can't see you. Corners you? TP (teleport) out. Harrasses you? Report him to the PTB. All in all that adds up to the potential for a lot of fun, and no foul.

Beware, though, SL is addicting. Don't let SL occupy you so much that you forget that you have a Real Life (tm) too. And don't mix them or there is a big broken heart potential. Don't share RL info in SL with anyone you do not know VERY well. Don't be surprised when (if you share SL info with them) RL friends think you need therapy.

A good thing to keep in mind is that this is role playing. Your avatar (your SL body) is both you and not you. You can look anyway you want. In fact, most of the avatars look like gorgeous sexy 20 somethings. Never assume that how the avatar looks is the same as how the person looks in RL! Many of us do try to stick somewhat close to our ideal RL selves. I am, for instance, really an RL blonde, but in RL my eyes are more grey than green or blue. Some of us choose to be another gender, or another creature. I can be a smoke demon. Or a lust demon. In SL we can have any face and hair and body and clothes we want (or can afford). We can have wings, fur, feathers, elf ears, vampire teeth, horns, scales, or tails. I know of one fellow who lives most of his SL life as a Cheetah. I've met another who was a robot. And there is no way to tell what anyone's real age is. All of this is NP (no problem) if we don't lose control, if we don't forget which life is which.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Jinara and Hawk at Blue Noise


Jinara and Hawk at Blue Noise
Originally uploaded by Tsai Jie

Jinara sent me this pic of the new hunk in her life, Hawk. Seems they've been getting pretty cozy of late. You go girl!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Jazz and Poetry at O'Brien's in the French Quarter

So last night while Draven and I were out wandering, I got a notice from the Written Word group that Julian Hifeng, journalist, RL poet, and jazz musician, would be playing live jazz and reciting poetry in The French Quarter at a pub called O'Brien's.

How could we resist? Draven loves jazz and all things New Orleans, I love poetry and any music. And besides it was a chance to spend time together!





The music was lovely soft cool jazz.

Julian's poetry had a sweet reflective narrative quality that tied the imagery to the mucic and the evening.



There was a nice crowd, too. O'Brien's is also and art gallery, featuring the work of SL artists. All in all a really good time. You should visit!

Friday, May 9, 2008

Song for The Weekend: "Where Your Book Begins"


. . . I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in. . . .

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Gothic Fashonista!

At the end of a long hard week there is nothing like a shopping spree to lighten a girl's mood . . . Well, okay, maybe multiple orgasms are better (or dark chocolate--especially if it is smeared on a tasty man--which, of course, can lead to the MOs), but serious shopping is the next best thing. So when I heard about the new clothing line a certain tasty man has been building I just had to go buy a new dress.

When I saw it I knew I needed two! One in each color. The dress, by Bird of Prey, is called "Choir"--all slinky black with a gorgeous Celtic cross in scarlet or ivory on the mandarin-collared bodice, on panels of the prim skirt, and on the gauntlet-cuffed gloves. I'm wearing it here with my thigh-high black boots by DE Designs, and the Mata Hari bracelet by Random Calliope. The hair is "Amber" by Callico Creations, in both sunkissed and golden versions of blonde. You can find Bird of Prey shops in the vendor areas of Blue Noise and Bloodforge dance clubs.

Now all I need is a TP to the nearest "Best in Gothic" contest . . . So who wants to take me dancing?

Sunday, January 13, 2008

The SL-Babe Strikes Again!

Remember a week or so ago when I told you that SL Babes picked up one of my photos from Flickr? Well, yours truly has again made the pages of the best Babes website ever! This time in a bikini. . . .
So if you love me (and I hope you do) you'll head on over to SL-Babes and vote for my photo!

And while you are cruisin' their site you can also vote for other hot babes you like too! Some of my favorites are: a dreamy Cleopatra with whom I am sharing the front page today, my friend Callie looking sexy at a haunted house, a beautifully lit blonde on a chair, a tattoed Samurai girl, a dark-haired babe with a great ass and a jeweled outfit to die for, and a great boudoir scene!

You can also vote for my other photos there if you feel the urge. . . .


Chilling in the Kamasutra Temple,

Dancing at Blue Noise,

or at home playing games.
And to all of you who've voted for me already. . . (blows you a kiss) Smooch!

Friday, January 4, 2008

Gorgeous Blonde Tsai with G-String Playing Chess to Win

You may have noticed that I have a Picasa web album (that little scrolling slide show to your right?) Well, I also regularly post some of my photos to groups I belong to in Flickr. Today this photo got picked up by the website SL-Babes!

And I got this sweet message from Angelus: "This wonderful Picture was added to SL Babes - The finest Babes and virtual Women from Second Life. Please post your best SL Babes Snapshots to www.flickr.com/groups/sl-babes/." (Tsai blows a kiss to Angelus!)

So now if you all head on over to SL-Babes at http://www.sl-babes.com/2008-01-03/gorgeous-blond-tsai-with-g-string-playing-chess-to-win/ you can vote for my pic! Vote for the other hot babes you like there, too. There are some pretty gorgeous chicks and some fantastic photographers in SL!

For those of you who are interested in such things:

The dress is "Maia Rose" from Deadly Nightshade by Jennyfur Peregrine
The necklace is “Soulmate Locket Choker” From Isle of Mists by Ashira Legien
The thigh high boots are from DE Designs
The thong is “Black Lace” by Domino Fashions
The game table and chairs are from Bird of Prey by Draven Sautereau


Friday, November 23, 2007

Shaking it at Blue Noise . . . again!

Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. . . I did! Spent the evening with a special lover, then dropped in at Blue Noise to hear the wonderful tunes of MC2U, DJ par excellence! Later Doc and Woody showed up and in a shower of particle hearts we swung it around the floor. Check it out! Three Hot Blondes, no waiting!

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Identity and Alternate Avatars

One of the most fun things about Second Life is designing your avatar. For those of us familiar with roleplaying games this is easy, we don and doff alternate personas as quickly as real people change shoes. How much or how little these avatars, our second identities, resemble us seems to depend almost entirely on how much we like who we are in Real Life (tm).

I started out with a prepackaged avatar--you can buy skins and shapes that someone has already made beautiful for you. But my girl looked a bit artificial to me. . . too "Barbie doll." And, I have to admit, I had fun redesigning my avatar. . . Tsai is now shaped more like the RL me (well, the tits and ass part anyway, though I am somewhat thicker waisted, more cylindrical where she is hour-glass). Her nose is definitely my nose (kind of pug), and the shape of the face is close, though I think I am more square-jawed. Here's the thing, if you want your av to look like your real self (albeit a bit better) get an artist to help. My artist friend sat next to me as I built my avatar. He'd look at me, then at her on the screen and say, "No, higher cheekbones. Yes. . . No, a bit more muscle in the thighs. Good." and so on. When we were done I still thought she was far too pretty. But then what is the point of making a new you if you don't make it better?

So we are drawn to recreate ourselves new and better in SL. And we go on gathering friends and having fun, and suddenly second life is work. We get jobs to support our SL lifestyles, we do business, make partnerships, or at least acquire friends and fuck-buddies. It all gets overwhelming and sooner or later we get the idea we need an "alt" (alternate avatars). C'mon, admit it. How many times have you said you wished you could clone you to do all the things you'd like to do in a day. (For a really good idea of how alternate avatars should work read David Brin's sci-fi novel Kiln People.) By alternate avatar here I don't mean just changing skins, costumes, or species. I mean a whole new account so you can be multiple different people in SL. But the problem with alternate avatars is (even if you can run multiple computers and have them all going at the same time) you still need to split your attention. Who (avatar-wise) gets to be "on"?

There are some good reasons for alts. Say you want to be different genders or different species at times. Or say you need an avatar for RL work (and, yes, some of us do), for professional reasons you might want to have a different av for fun, too. One couple I know have alts for when they want private times (sort of like turning the phone off at home--no one can find you if they don't know who you are). Then there's the fellow who uses alts to keep all his lady friends from finding out about his multiple affairs. He has created seven different alts, he calls them "brothers," and each is "faithful" to a separate girlfriend. (I do have to admit I have a problem with this use of alts, as it seems a bit sleazy even to me who makes an SL living at selling sex!)

For whatever reason, the stats seem to indicate that one in four SL residents have one or more alts, and that if you are into having alts, the average number for an alt user is five. That said I admit, I too have created an alt. But here's the interesting part. Try as I might, she isn't much different from my primary av. I made her a bit less sexy, and I really tried to find blonde hair for her that was more like my real hair (of course, now I find I would like to have that hair on Tsai, too). This leads me back to my original point about identity. How much are our avs like our real selves? Clearly if you are a Neko (the SL term for Furries, from the Japanese word for cat) your av "looks" different, but are you roleplaying or is this just the real you in a furry suit? If we strive to be more like our RL selves in our SL selves is that an indication of self-liking? Or just a lack of imagination?

All this avatar shaping has made me think about my own identity in RL as well. Are we shaped mentally, emotionally, by the physical bodies we inhabit? Does the color of our hair, our skins, our eyes, really matter? I am more comfortable when my av is a blonde--is that because I have always been a blonde in RL? Here, where I have the chance to be anything, why am I going for the same hair and eye colors?

In RL it seems like most of us aren't happy with the physical forms we are given. If we were, why would we spend so much time, effort, and money to dye our hair, have surgery to change the shape of our breasts, work out to build the perfect abs? If you are prettier or more handsome, are you happier? You might be if that sense of attractiveness could make you more confident. But if we were confident in ourselves--in our Real Lives (tm)--would we need Second Lives at all? We all certainly seem more confident in SL. Women are sexier, men are tougher, everyone is acting happy. In SL it is easy to be confident simply because we tend to stay behind our masks, never showing our real faces to each other. This begs the question: can anything in SL ever be real? Can we ever trust one another when we never really know the other?

I have no answers. I'm just thinking out loud here . . . and wondering about the faces behind my fantasies.

Sunday, June 3, 2007

A quiet sunset


Spent a quiet day with Bobby and Amanda, drinking wine around the pool. Giving each other back rubs. Amanda took pics of us in the hot tub, but I can't post those on the web as some of us were topless. Here's one of me that I took in Bobby's backyard. Isn't the sunset lovely? That blonde ain't bad either. . . .